The ability to see

that we’re nothing more

than elements bonded

like all things before

But unlike the inanimate

I realize this fact

and how realization is possible

isn’t exact

The mind made from dust

same found in space

searches for answers

to this puzzling place

People speak of genius

and ignorance flip side

but no one can answer

how we live and die

No one can explain

how elements bind

to make up the thoughts

of our living kind

Something inside us

within our short season

longs for an answer

a source and a reason